Walking softly,listening to soothing tones of the snow covering my world.
Being the first footprints in the snow is always so treasured for me. I have seen what others haven't seen. A first in the new world, set in an old world out on the prairie.
Snow falls gently down
Kissing me on the cheek
Often it has slipped in during the night
Ever so softly and meek.
I like to be the first footprints
When the snow is just new.